With enough emotional distress, I too will believe in any nonsense my tormentors bring me. Humans above all are motivated by their emotions, far more than they are by their intellect.
Press the right buttons and every skeptic shall believe
and every prophet will become an atheist.
I want to have words representative of me, independent of me, that will show my gratitute (to nature, for there’s nothing other that we can see, and even this gratitude is nothing but overkill thanks to a non-agent identity) at the fact that I am not blinded by my emotions to believe in ghosts unmerited by evidence.
At this point of time, my mind has not been raped into dogma
but at any given point of time, the right disaster, the right indoctrination, the right buttons in my psyche pressed – can make me another mindless, religious, fanatic drone.
Let there be free thought, or humanity is doomed.